Hybrid Spiritual Plant Cultivation

Chapter 352 Thoughts
Xiang Lin woke up on the deck, and the drizzle hit his face, bringing a slight chill.

A squeaking sound came from my ear, and a fat iron-eating rat came over, its big eyes showing confusion, as if wondering how a living person could be lying there.

Xiang Lin's face was covered with rain and his body was covered with dust. It was not that he was unable to move, but after successfully setting an ambush but being captured alive by Jiu Niang, his faith collapsed.

He should have died after his failure, and now even if he is still alive, he is just a soulless body.

"Lin'er." The master's weak voice sounded in my ear.

"Master..." Xiang Lin's eyes moved slightly, "Master? Where are you?"

"Ugh."

The skinny old man slowly walked up to him and said, "Lin'er, I'm sorry for your hardship."

"Master, this disciple is incompetent."

"Master is incompetent." The skinny old man told the whole story of the life-killing wine and sighed, "Master was not harmed by others, but suffered the consequences of his own actions..."

……

The brief reunion between master and disciple did not help Xiang Lin recover, but instead left a greater emptiness lingering in his heart.

He changed from lying down to sitting, but still looked lost.

Until a bonfire was lit in front of him, Chen Jing sat on the other side of the bonfire, dug up the fire, put three sweet potatoes, and buried them in the charcoal ashes.

Xiang Lin had never seen a sweet potato before, and didn't care what it was, until Chen Jing finished roasting it and handed one to him.

"Eat it while it's hot." said Chen Jing.

"Hmm." Xiang Lin was slightly startled, but didn't say anything. He stuffed the black roasted sweet potato into his mouth and took two big bites.

The man with a thick beard puffed up his cheeks and chewed hard.

“It’s bitter and hot, but afterwards, it’s soft and sweet.”

His voice was dry.

"You want to tell me that everything will pass, and there will be another shore after suffering, right?"

Chen Jing shook his head: "I want to tell you that you have to peel the baked sweet potatoes."

He peeled off the sweet potato skin covered with carbon ash, "Life is like a sweet potato. There are many bitter things that are unavoidable, but there is no need to endure all the bitterness."

Handing over the peeled sweet potato, "Actually, I don't want to discuss the philosophy of life with you. This is something I just hybridized. Its value is the lowest among all the things I hybridized, but it fits the impression of a food I ate when I was a child. Let me give it to you to try."

"..."

Xiang Lin's defense was broken. The unpeeled sweet potato became the last straw that broke the camel's back. His eyes were filled with tears and he choked with sobs.

"After Master left, I failed to protect the sect... I have always thought that if Master were still here, I would definitely, definitely..."

Now that I have seen the truth, it turns out that the master who I had always thought was powerful and omnipotent is not as capable of handling everything as I had imagined.

Chen Jing said: "You are already very good, just a little bit worse than me."

"You also went through untold hardships and overcame numerous obstacles before you were able to achieve the Cave Heaven Realm?"

Xiang Lin raised his head and said in surprise.

Chen Jing looked aside and nodded: "Yes, I... have achieved the Cave Heaven Realm."

As for the numerous hardships and dangers, not a single word was mentioned.

"..." Xiang Lin felt the roasted sweet potato becoming more and more bitter in his mouth, "Are you keeping it just to tease me?"

"Not really." Chen Jing also peeled a roasted sweet potato for himself and savored it carefully. "I just wanted to keep you here on a whim. I came here to find out about the situation on Purgatory Island."

After Xiang Lin's sect was destroyed, he was sold to Purgatory Island. He struggled from being a slave to the present day and not only rebuilt his sect, but also cultivated to the Cave Heaven Realm.

Quite inspiring.

Chen Jing was completely in the dark about Purgatory Island, and his teammate Jiu Niang, who knew the situation, only answered questions for three minutes and went back to sleep when the time was up.

Cheng Xiaying kept mumbling to herself. She looked like an intelligent beauty, but she became a tortured woman in front of Purgatory Island. She felt that asking more questions would only aggravate her psychological trauma.

Xiang Lin said: "Purgatory Island depends on who you are. If you are a buyer, you only need money. If you are a gladiator, don't think about anything else and try your best to survive.

In Purgatory Island, there are strange rules everywhere. Only when a practitioner dies on Purgatory Island can he extract the laws of chaos and obtain strange objects.
So all the rules revolve around death."

Chen Jing interrupted and asked, "Why not just execute the person right there?"

"I don't know either, but I heard that one must be deeply involved in the laws of chaos. This is a necessary condition for extracting strange objects."

"I see."

"However, although Purgatory Island is terrifying, it is also a road to heaven. As long as you continue to win in the death game, you can get everything you need for cultivation."

Xiang Lin talked about the division of these gladiators.

The absolutely strong ones who emerged from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood were called the Messengers of Purgatory. They often went through thousands of games and were always the winners.

Next is the gladiator. Those who can survive a hundred games can be called a gladiator. He is at this level.

The last ones are cannon fodder. With less than a hundred games, no one even bothers to remember their names. They may be remembered today but gone tomorrow.

"Why are you asking about this? You don't need to be a gladiator."

At some point, Jiu Niang came over with sleepy eyes and said, "What are you eating? Let me try it."

"Give."

"Hmm..." Jiu Niang took a few bites and pondered, "Can this be made into wine? It feels like it would taste good."

"That's great. I'll make some wine for you to try later." Chen Jing then asked, "Why don't we play?"

"If we are short of money, we can go and rob a ship. That is much safer. Why do we have to come to Purgatory Island to be a gladiator? Especially you. I don't know how to explain if you die."

Jiu Niang said unhappily, "The Chaos Artifact I'm going to take this time is called the 'Urn'. It's a fixed-output artifact that has the power to bring the dead back to life. I'll just go and participate in the fight. If I win, you guys won't have anything to do with it. If I can't win, you guys can come with me and snatch the winner away."

Grab the winner...

can.

It sounds much more reliable now.

Chen Jing said: "Does it have to be this way to exchange for many realms? According to Xiang Lin, even a strong man like you will die on Purgatory Island."

"I can't help it. Robbery has its limits. For example, I can rob small realms like the Weeping Funeral Island, but since I control so many realms, I can only trade with them."

Jiu Niang said, "Besides that, you can try to go to the depths of chaos that you have never been to and look for unmarked realms. If you search for tens of thousands of years, you might find a few."

"Does the dark realm that the Holy Land merchant ships are heading to mean a large number of unowned realms?" Chen Jing asked.

Jiu Niang said, "It's part of it. The purpose of such a big event is never simple. Reclaiming the Emperor's treasure ship, re-establishing influence in the lower world, and opening up the dark realm. Everything you can think of and what you can't think of are all part of the plan."

As if she had thought of something, she added another sentence.

"In fact, there are quite a few 'unowned' realms in the lower world, but whether they are included in the rule mainly depends on whether they are near large Chaos routes. For example, the Mournful Island where you are, when there is no trade route, no major forces are willing to invest in it, and the gain will outweigh the loss."

Chen Jing nodded slightly to show that he understood.

This principle is easy to understand. For example, if the Qingnang Sect wants to support Chen Jing and send him resources worth 1 billion spirit stones, the travel expenses will cost 1 billion or even 2 billion.

The cost is huge! In such a remote area, the big sects can only send a few disciples to preach here, and they don’t care how they develop.

The realm that Mo Yige promised to provide was definitely not this kind of remote realm, but the rich realm next to the large chaos route.

Chen Jing, however, had some ideas.

"If we could build a trade route that connects all the remote areas..."

"You didn't drink, but you sounded drunker than I did." Jiu Niang rolled her eyes and said, "Opening up trade routes requires more than just a flying boat. It requires something that can be stably anchored in the Chaos Sea. Although each family has their own unique skills, none of them are cheaper than the others."

Chen Jing smiled and said, "I'm still not used to this kind of fighting and life-and-death struggle."

"Boy, I've made some inquiries. You've killed quite a few people along the way." Jiu Niang complained.

"Cheng Xiaying has killed more people, doesn't he hate killing?" Chen Jing said, "If there are fewer disputes that can only be resolved by killing, you will be more relaxed."

"Huh?"

Jiu Niang raised her eyebrows and said, "Then thank you."

"You are Welcome."

……

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"Something that can anchor in the chaos..."

Chen Jing leaned against the bow of the boat, with many Taoist techniques related to the Chaos Sea at hand, studying them carefully.

From the very beginning, he planned to build his own flying boat and open his own trade route.

Now that the problem of the flying boat has been solved, the next natural problem is to solve the problem of opening up the chaotic route.

"The principle of the Chaos Route was explained by Jiuniang at the beginning. The Chaos Sea is the 'turbid air' left over from the creation of the universe. Every time we pass through it, we need to open the universe for a short period of time to make a path. This causes a lot of damage to the flying boat..."

"And the route is to fix this temporary road with a stable 'law of order'."

A fourth-grade flying sword produced by the An Ning Society contains the law of order that can stably dilute a thousand-meter sea of ​​chaos for three months.

This is the experimental data they obtained.

If this flying sword is used to pave the road, the cost will be huge, the road paved will be short, and it will need to be replaced every three months.

Therefore, the "materials" for paving the road are one of the key points in the construction of trade routes.

In addition, adapt to local conditions.

Chen Jing had a Taoist book in his hand, which Jiu Niang had snatched from somewhere, but it contained a lot of information about the construction of the route.

The Chaos Sea itself will naturally give birth to orderly beings, which are called Chaos Wonders. These wonders become landmarks. At the same time, the cost of building roads near the landmarks will be greatly reduced.

Link routes based on wonders.

At the same time, it is not necessary to lay routes everywhere, but it is sufficient to extend the road for a while using wonders as nodes.

The middle section can only be crossed by the flying boat.

The wonder itself can also build a supply station, and at the same time there must be a guard patrol to ensure stability.

"The wonder is the key. It is a beacon, a light that guides the flying boat in the vast and chaotic sea."

Chen Jing seemed to be thinking about something.

Chaos Wonders are uncommon and appear in random locations.

But lighthouses are necessary, so artificial chaotic wonders are the second key technology for paving chaotic routes.

The third is location.

Some locations are conducive to the teleportation of flying boats. A flying boat can normally travel through a chaotic distance of 100,000 kilometers in one teleportation. However, if it encounters a destination suitable for teleportation, it can start teleporting at a chaotic distance of 300,000 kilometers and reach the destination directly.

This location advantage is indeed the advantage of the Southern Wilderness.

A longer transmission distance means a wider safety range.

Chen Jing thought: "The flying boat and the geographical location are not a problem. The only things left are 'man-made chaos wonders' and 'more suitable chaos route materials'."

Technical problems can be solved slowly.

Chen Jing asked Jiu Niang to get him a 'Chaos Map' of the fifth layer. Her map was very detailed and extremely valuable, marking the locations of 80% of the boundaries that had been explored, as well as the Chaos landmarks.

In addition to the main roads, many hidden paths are also recorded.

Like Chen Jing, there are many people who have the idea of ​​creating their own routes, more or less, leaving traces in the chaos. Mastering these routes is equivalent to mastering the "backroads", which can be used to take shortcuts to rob and advance and retreat freely.

Chen Jing was thinking about where to go.

The first thing to do is to build a line connecting to the Weeping Island and connect with the world.

There are too many realms facing the same dilemma as Chen Jing. They lack resources themselves, and because they have no flying boats or routes, they are unable to communicate further with the wider world.

If Chen Jing could build the road, he would not only provide these people with a way out, but also gain a large amount of cheap manpower and material resources to form his own team and faction.

"Isn't this much safer than risking one's life, fighting and plundering?"

Chen Jing felt that this was the right way.

No matter what.

There are too many technical difficulties in this thing, and his background does not allow him to do such a big thing.

Just when Chen Jing was thinking about it.

After several months of sailing, the ship finally arrived at the legendary Purgatory Island.

When Chen Jing, with a heavy heart, looked at the many realms of the lower world and the places where countless cultivators had fallen, what he saw was a prosperous place that he had never seen along the way.

With Purgatory Island as the center, one, two, three, four, a total of twelve layers of giant man-made ring-shaped wonders appear before our eyes.

Gods, Buddhas, demons, ghosts, sun, moon, and stars.

Thousands of Dharma images and visions are magnificent and colorful.

Their Dharma images are as huge as stars and like satellites, they are located on the ring-shaped wonder. The fluctuations of their spiritual power are in rhythm with the laws of heaven and earth. They are like the masters of heaven and earth, controlling all creation.

Simultaneously.

A large number of flying boats, like silver fish circling in the sea, are scattered all around, forming another wonder after the twelve-layer circular wonder.

Chen Jing saw that there were countless creatures living on the twelve-layer circular wonder.

The major palaces, temples, and small wonders are located on it.

The whole place is prosperous.

"How is it? Are you shocked? Everyone who comes here for the first time will be shocked!"

Cheng Xiaying was deeply moved.

"I was blinded by this glamorous world and accidentally signed a thousand-year contract. You must be careful. Behind every inch of prosperity here are thousands of corpses buried."

(End of this chapter)